yes and no. even when the heart is healed we still bear the scars. and even then we continue to wear masks. whether from the comfort of their familiarity or from their safety. but we still wear them. i don't think we ever really give them up entirely.
I am the soul sister of Coco Chanel. Smokey, spicy and sophisticated I walk the streets with quiet lounge music whispering in the background. I am the woman with smokey eyes and the mysterious smile that makes you feel as if you're missing the joke.
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Yet in time, the broken pieces no longer are needed and the heart again may be heeded.
yes and no. even when the heart is healed we still bear the scars. and even then we continue to wear masks. whether from the comfort of their familiarity or from their safety. but we still wear them. i don't think we ever really give them up entirely.
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